The Xuanxin Continent is the smallest continent in the Spirit Realm. However, it is said that this was the most important place of origin in the spirit world, but it is said that it is said. It's no longer testable.

Xuanxin Continent, the center of the continent, an inconspicuous village on the edge of the rolling mountains. Oh, no matter how inconspicuous the village is, it is also famous, and this village has a unique name. I don't know who gave the name. It is no longer available.

In this small village, the innermost part near the mountain, there is a family. It's just that the house hasn't opened for three days, and no smoke has risen.

This family is not strictly speaking in the village, close to the back mountain, and the family closest to the village has half a mile of land.

Luckily, too. No one in the village broke in to take a look, otherwise they would have to be frightened.

I saw two people lying on the bed, their faces pale and without a trace of blood. Covered in dried dark red blood.

There was a small one lying on the side of the bed, although I couldn't see my face, and there were dark red blood stains on my body, and eighty percent of it was gone.

At this moment, the little one lying on the side of the bed moved.

First his fingers moved, then he slowly raised his head, and then he did frown.

Mo Yue, who woke up, rubbed her numb little arms and calves, and looked at the two people lying on the bed. Automatically I knew that this was my father and mother, and she had already gone. I went for three days!

Mo Yue, who reacted, was startled, dead man for three days!!

I don't know, it's because my soul is stronger now, or if I have a strong ability to bear it, but I didn't faint anyway.

Slowly digesting it, Mo Yue, who accepted this fact, turned around and walked out of the house. I ran to the kitchen.

So hungry, really hungry. In the past three days, this body has not eaten. I was shaking when I walked.

Looking at the kitchen, there is only the barbecue that I made before, and there is nothing that can be eaten directly, but there is some rice, but I have to make it.

There was no way, Mo Yue, so she had to take some shredded meat from the barbecue and put some shredded meat down to cushion her stomach.

Then I found the wooden pier, stepped on it, and looked at the small pot. I was a little emotional.

That small pot was specially made for herself by the deceased father. Because they often have to go into the mountains to hunt. will put Xiao Moyue at home, and will put food on the small pot. A warm stone will be placed at the bottom of the pot. It's convenient for Xiao Moyue to be hungry, so there is warm food, and she can't be hungry.

Warm stone is a kind of stone in the hot springs on the mountain, which is warm to the touch. Not hot. Can be warm for a long time. Basically, it's used to keep meals warm. Many families in the village are useful.

It's just that it can only be used to keep warm, it can't be used to make a fire to cook, make a fire to cook, and you have to light the hay with a flint and burn wood.

Xiao Mo Yue, standing on the small wooden pier. I scooped water from the water urn next to the pot and poured it into the pot, and brushed the pot with a brush tied with high grass on the mountain. Brush the pot clean, add a scoop of water, take out a small bowl, and scoop out half a bowl of rice from the rice urn. Fortunately, the rice urn is not high, otherwise Xiao Moyue would really not be able to reach it.

I added some water, washed it a little, poured it into the pot, and tore some shredded meat off the roasted meat. When the barbecue was roasted, the mother should have put salt, and Xiao Moyue didn't put it anymore.

Learn from memory, how my father and mother used flint to make fire. It took a long time to figure out the hay. Mo Yue is actually a little afraid of fire. As soon as he saw that the fire was lit, he hurriedly stuffed it in. was almost killed by Xiao Mo Yue.

Fortunately, Xiao Moyue used to come out of the countryside and did not burn fires. Although the hand is raw, but it will still be good. And a few more handfuls of hay, and thin branches, and coarse branches, and two pieces of wood that Daddy had chopped. Okay, Xiao Moyue sat on the small wooden pier, looked at the fire in the stove, and was stunned for a while. Look at your own hands. I remembered that I was only six years old now. But there is no father. How to survive in the future is a problem. Oh, by the way, my father and mother are still in bed, and when I drink porridge, I have to dig a pit for them, and I have to cremate them. As a child, it is appropriate to take care of the aftermath. After all, he is now their child.

Thinking about digging a pit. Xiao Moyue, smelling the fragrance of porridge, did not turn off the fire. Directly lifted the lid of the pot, served a bowl with a spoon, and drank while blowing. Didn't dare to drink more. After all, I haven't eaten for three days.

Xiao Moyue filled the remaining porridge with two scoops of water, put half a bowl of rice, and the roast meat was also torn by a third, thrown into the pot, and added a few thick branches and a piece of wood. So he put together the grass and wood in front of the stove, just in case one of them accidentally touched. So he turned around, took the little hoe of the house, and went to the foot of the hill behind the house.

Looking left and right, I chose a place with a little depression in the semi-shade, after all, I am small, and I can't dig much of a pit. This saves time and effort.

Even so, Xiao Moyue's small body, which has not eaten for three days, has no way to dig it up at one time. Halfway home, I drank another bowl of porridge before I came out and continued digging. Xiao Moyue woke up around noon. By the time the pit was dug, it was evening.

Xiao Moyue began to add wood to the pit and went home to move it one by one. First, the split wood is placed crosswise, and thick branches are placed on it, which are also crossed and staggered. Then put the thin branches and spread a layer. Still staggered. Sprinkle with hay on top. I also went back and hugged two sets of my father's clothes and spread them.

In the end, when I had to go back to carry my father, I made a difficulty. I can't carry it, I can't carry it. There was no way, Xiao Moyue, with all her strength to eat, dragged the quilt off the bed with her father.

In fact, although Xiao Moyue is only six years old, she is still a girl, but because her father and mother have kung fu, Xiao Moyue has also exercised since she was a child, although it is not much, and it is not powerful, but it is better than ordinary children, and her strength is greater. This is also the lack of strength after being hungry for three days and not eating. Fortunately, I drank the half pot of porridge in the afternoon, dug a pit, and exercised with firewood. Otherwise, you may not even be able to drag it at this time.

Xiao Moyue dragged the quilt like this, and her father and mother were placed on the quilt, step by step, little by little, and moved to the pit that was dug.

By this time it was already getting dark. Push my father and mother and the quilt into the pit, and after putting them away, it was basically dark.

Xiao Mo Yue was also afraid. But I'm scared and I'm done. After all, sleeping with two dead people, even if it's my father and mother, I can't stand it.

Fortunately, there are no rules for burial here. The adults here go up to the mountains to hunt, and they don't know how many have died. There are no bones left, and there are any. It is a luxury to be able to go home and have your loved ones buried.

However, in other people's homes, it is generally an adult in the family who enters the mountain, and many families in a village form a team. Mo Yue's father and mother were originally foreign. I have some kung fu, which is very powerful, and I didn't go with the village team, but the husband and wife went into the mountain together. When Xiao Mo Yue was young, her mother would take care of Xiao Mo Yue at home, Mo Yue was older, she could walk by herself and eat by herself, and her mother would often accompany her father out.

Thinking about it in a mess, Mo Yue's hands were not idle, she used flint, lit the hay, threw the lit hay into the pit, and threw it in a few more places. It has been ensured that the fire can be ignited.

Xiao Mo Yue just stood there and watched, the fire was burning little by little, getting stronger and stronger. It's been like this for a long time. Until the fire is extinguished. Xiao Moyue took a shovel to fill the pit. When the pit was filled, I dug up more soil and piled up a small grave bag. I took it out, and when I went home to carry firewood, I brought out the candle by the way. Point it and kneel before the grave. There was a basin in front of him, and in the basin was Xiao Moyue, and some of the things that my father and mother took out were some old clothes and the like. Most of them are things that Xiao Moyue doesn't need.

This kneeling kneeled for a night.

The sky is starting to lighten. Xiao Mo Yue said the first sentence.

"Dad, mother, you guys are good. I'm going to live well, well. ”

After speaking, Xiao Mo Yue slammed her head three times against the grave bag. I had been kneeling for a night, and after kowtowing, I was even more dizzy.

shook his head and sprinkled the half jar of wine that he had brought from home yesterday. When the candle is about to bottom, it will be confiscated.

I knelt down all night, and my legs were a little unsteady. I got up, grabbed my shovel, and walked back home, step by step.

Open the door, turn around and close it.

The shovel was thrown behind the door. I went straight to the main house.

When I entered the house, I saw a somewhat messy bed. Didn't care. Went directly into the side room, his own small bed, took off his shoes, lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and pulled the quilt over casually.

Tired, very tired.

Not to mention the fact that I woke up yesterday and was frightened, and I did so many things.

No matter how strong she is, no matter how powerful she is, she is only a six-year-old child now, even if she lived in a peaceful era for more than 30 years in her previous life. He used to do this.

Xiao Moyue, this sleep is not restless. I knelt outside for the night, and I didn't eat when I came back. Yesterday I only drank porridge.

The whole person fell ill. Run a fever. The weak body that was already hungry had to kneel outside for a night, even if the weather was not cold, it was cold at night. Isn't this a cold? When I came back, I went to sleep, but I started a fever.

Xiao Moyue, who had a fever, fell asleep, uncomfortable, couldn't sleep steadily, and had messy dreams.

It is also the soul that is merging with the body, after all, the soul body was swallowed before, and it needs to be fused with the body.

Xiao Mo Yue, I slept for a long time this night. When I woke up, it was getting dark again.

Xiao Moyue felt that her eyelids were very heavy, very astringent, and very uncomfortable. I don't want to wake up, I don't want to remember. But I'm really hungry, I can't afford it.

rubbed up, and when I moved, I found that my body was in pain all over my body. The cracks in the bones are aching. I feel like my face is a little hot. Touch with your hand. Tsk, it's really hot. Is this a cold and fever?

Also. After all, I knelt down all night last night. I was hungry for three days before, and I don't know how long I was lying on the side of the bed, and I am sorry for tossing myself so much if I don't have a fever. I smiled bitterly.

Just pack up your clothes, straighten out the quilt and get up. I had to get something to eat, or I wouldn't be burned to death, and I would have to starve to death first.

I have to get some ginger soup to drink and go to the cold. Thinking about it, Xiao Moyue walked out of the side room and towards the kitchen.